Marriage favored by a wealthy family: Mr. Lu, your wife is quarrelsome again

In the room, Ye Zhenzhen had just finished taking a shower.

She was casually wrapped in a white bath towel, outlining her curves. Her wet hair was draped behind her, and the water droplets flowed along her hair, across her white neck, and finally disappeared into her chest.

There were also large dark marks on the black carpet.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't pay attention to the water droplets on her body and wiped it casually with a towel a few times.

She sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the documents in her hands intently.

It only takes a few pages to read in a few minutes.

Ye Zhenzhen closed the document and narrowed her narrow eyes slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the silent night, the bright moon hangs high outside the window and the shadows of the trees are heavy.

The birds that were frightened by the sound of the car flew up and chirped, as if they were cheering for something.

On the cover of the document on the ground was an ordinary man, an unremarkable photo.

But his black eyes, covered by glasses, looked like an endless abyss, dark and sinful.

"Zuo Hongxing~"

"interesting."

When Ye Zhenzhen woke up early in the morning, she felt that her body was extremely hot and her limbs were sore and weak.

Especially the head, it felt like it had been hit hard with a hammer, and then stirred and turned around by a pair of big hands.

It hurt so much that her eyes were filled with stars, and she was gasping for air.

She knew that she must have caught a cold.

When I wanted to get up, I found that I couldn't lift my arms at all and my legs were limp.

The pain made her reaction slow.

She struggled, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside, sent a text message to Lu Qifeng, and then fell asleep again.

A video conference was held in Lu Qifeng's study.

The newly emerged Baikong Technology Company has been in the limelight for a while.

Not only has it affected those small companies, but even large companies like Lu's share has been squeezed.

"Mr. Lu, the current situation is not favorable to us. Our market share dropped by [-]% last month."

The manager of the marketing department reported seriously.

Lu Qifeng felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

The marketing manager, Lu Qifeng, frowned and said nothing. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

There was silence in the meeting, and shallow breathing could be heard through the screen.

"Ding dong~"

In the quiet space, the WeChat notification sound became more and more obvious.

Lu Qifeng picked up his phone impatiently and was about to turn it off.

When he glanced at Ye Zhenzhen's name, he paused.

He quickly clicked on the message and found that it was Ye Zhenzhen asking for help.

"Today's meeting will be here first. The marketing department and planning department will write a plan and ask for it at the meeting tomorrow."

After Lu Qifeng finished speaking, he shut down the computer with a snap.

He stood up suddenly, his body lost strength due to the severe pain in his calf, and he collapsed in a wheelchair.

As he fell, his arm hit the papers on the table.

Documents worth tens of thousands of dollars were scattered everywhere, and Lu Qifeng didn't even look at them.

He adjusted the direction of his wheelchair and walked towards the door.

The wheels left two stains on the document.

At the door of Ye Zhenzhen's room, Lu Qifeng seemed to be sitting calmly in a wheelchair, waiting.

The veins in his hands and the urgency in his eyes gave him away.

"Master, what's wrong with Miss Zhenzhen?"

It's Uncle Chen.

He came with some bodyguards.

Lu Qifeng didn't bother to reply to his words and ordered the bodyguard coldly, "Kick the door open."

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, and a bit of astonishment flashed across his dark face.

"This..."

"Kick it away!"

Lu Qifeng's voice became even colder, as if it could fall out of ice.

Under the strong pressure, the bodyguard did not dare to have any more questions.

The bodyguard gathered his strength and kicked the door with his powerful thigh, making a loud rumbling sound.

After a dozen violent kicks, the door finally fell to the ground.

The bodyguard was very discerning and moved the fallen door aside so that his employer could enter smoothly.

I hope it can make up for my hesitation just now.

Lu Qifeng turned the wheelchair and said, "Uncle Chen, let's see when Dr. Zhao will arrive."

Uncle Chen responded and opened the door.

By the way, the bodyguard was also taken away.

After Lu Qifeng entered, he saw Ye Zhenzhen lying on the bed.

It was probably too hot, and most of the parts of her body that she kicked were hanging on the edge of the bed, with only a small corner resting on her belly.

The wide neckline of her pajamas became messy due to the heat.

Lu Qifeng saw the scenery inside with sharp eyes, and then shyly averted his eyes.

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were closed tightly, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her fair face showed a sickly blush.

Lu Qifeng's white and slender fingers touched her forehead.

"It's hot."

Ye Zhenzhen fell into a drowsy sleep. She thought she was in a desert and had not drank water for several days and nights.

Just when the inflammation was unbearable, there was an icy cold touch on my forehead.

Her body unconsciously moved closer to the coolness.

Lu Qifeng looked at Ye Zhenzhen, who was holding his hand and her whole body was nestled in his arms, and caressed her sweat-stained temples.

"Zhen Zhen, Zhen Zhen."

Lu Qifeng carefully approached her ear and called softly.

Ye Zhenzhen tried to drive away this guy who was buzzing in her ears like a fly.

Seeing her resistance, Lu Qifengye stopped talking.

He just adjusted her posture to make her more comfortable.

The footsteps at the door attracted Lu Qifeng's attention. It was Dr. Zhao who was here.

Lu Qifeng reflexively picked up the quilt and covered Ye Zhenzhen tightly to prevent the beautiful scenery from leaking out.

Without waiting to greet the doctor, Lu Qifeng said directly, "Let's take a look at her first."

Seeing his anxious look, Dr. Zhao thought something serious had happened and hurried forward to check.

After a few minutes, Dr. Zhao felt like swearing.

It's happened so many times, but it still hasn't taught me a lesson.

It is said that one will gain wisdom after one has eaten one's way. He is good at it, but he will not grow long if he only eats it.

"Mr. Lu, there's nothing serious about Mrs. Lu. She just caught a cold. Take some antipyretic medicine and have a good rest. You'll be fine."

Lu Qifeng nodded and signaled Dr. Zhao to prepare the medicine.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the hesitation and struggle on his face, and his expression tightened, "Dr. Zhao, if you have any questions, just ask."

Caught off guard by the call, Dr. Zhao groaned and turned around hesitantly.

Hesitant eyes flickered between Ye Zhenzhen and Lu Qifeng.

Taking a deep breath, he spoke slowly,

"Mr. Lu, don't blame me for talking too much. Mrs. Lu's fever is not just caused by catching a cold.

She was mainly thinking too much, and catching a cold was just a trigger. "

Having said this, he glanced at Ye Zhenzhen again on the bed, "During this period, I have also heard the news on the Internet. It is best to resolve it as soon as possible."

Lu Qifeng nodded slightly, "Thank you Dr. Zhao for the reminder. I will solve it as soon as possible."

Lu Qifeng knew that Dr. Zhao had misunderstood, and that this matter itself was led by Ye Zhenzhen.